Banks: Good Enough

In her hey day, Sarah McLaughlin was adored the world over for being for not only her beautiful voice but for being one of most self-deprecating songbirds we’d ever heard. Banks reminds me… Continue reading →

brandi carlile: better man have hit their knees and bigger men have died trying to keep her quiet

The problem with digging around for music so avidly essentially keeps me living under a proverbial rock when some music hits the mainstream. One such artist is Brandi Carlile. First and foremost –… Continue reading →

Ivy Levan: HOT DAMN

I judge people. Not professionally mind you but just for kicks. Those who model or aspire to have often received such judgement. Ivy Levan is a southern girl who grew up to be… Continue reading →

Wordless Wednesday: Wye Oak

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Theresa Andersson: Puts the Voodoo on All’a Ya’ll

You can call an artist that uses a looping device many things: short on band mates, frugal, efficient, coordinated, etc. One other thing, I tend to believe that most using such devices are… Continue reading →

Rubblebucket: happy horns and joyous silliness

Sometimes you have to stop listening to music through the lens of genre alone and remind yourself that these noises made are intended to cause or heighten some kind of emotion within us.… Continue reading →

Philco Fiction: some things you just can’t categorize

Slight, pretty & bizarre. Those are the words I think of when trying to put Philco Fiction into words. Their sound is that odd blend of singer-songwriter and electronica. There are other unique… Continue reading →

cold specks: doom never seemed so inviting

“Doom soul.” If you instantly thought of fire and brimstone, don’t worry. I promise it’s not nearly as foreboding as it sounds. That’s how Cold Specks dubs her southern steeped sound. And what… Continue reading →

Spectator: your daytime dreamlike opiate provision

Despite the graphic horror and general barrenness that was the movie Natural Born Killers, it did one truly great thing for me (well, two really if count showing me just how twisted Oliver… Continue reading →

Kate Bass: Arriving on Wings is the Morning

I came upon Kate Bass at just the right time & place. In my early morning hours, with coffee in hand and a generally relaxed mood, I began listening to her debut album.… Continue reading →